Robert Vickers - Chained cheerleader
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- Название:Chained cheerleader
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She hated him with a passion that transcended anything she had ever felt before. But Debbie found herself, confronted with a more immediate problem. The football player advancing on her obviously wanted to fuck. She wanted to escape this evil place! But now she had no chance at all. If she had been able to summon up the nerve, she could have called attention to her rape outside. In take gray dimness of the locker room, there wasn't a chance in hell that anyone would hear her screams. She was at the man's mercy, unless she could dodge and outrun him.
She feinted to the left, and then tried to go right. He was waiting for her. She cursed her, own stupidity at the move. He was expert at reading the attacker's, body language. She couldn't hope to fake this man out. Never. What came to her aid was her nakedness. In spite of the cold, she had begun to sweat like a pig when she saw what might be in store for her. The slipperiness of her naked skin allowed her to slide through his grip.
"Hot damn!" he cried. "This is fun. Keep running, chick, as long as you can. I enjoy chasing almost as much as I enjoy fucking!"
He tossed aside his helmet and began to unlace his pants. He spooned a monstrous boner that bobbed in front of his crotch as he moved. He held out his arms and advanced on her in a half crouch that told her that escape wasn't going to be easy. She just hoped it was possible.
"You make a right pretty sight, chick. All that naked flesh just waiting for me. And I dig those boots you all wear. I do! They make you even sexier, though nothing's as sexy as a bare pussy just oozing juice for my cock."
He lunged. She managed to keep just, out of his reach, but she realized then that she could do this forever. She would slip and he would have her. And then he would rape her, just as Bradford had done, just as the other player on the team had done. She would be nothing more than a convenient cunt to fuck. She wasn't a woman to any of these men, she was just a pair of tits bouncing around, a trim waist and a flaring ass with a nice, juicy twat hidden between firmly fleshed white thighs. That was all a hole to fuck!
"Get away from me!" she cried, knowing it would do no good. The sight of the chain link fence that separated their lockers from the property room gave her an idea. If she could get into the property room, she might be able to lock the gate and keep this cock sporting football player away.
The terrified young girl ran to the chained gate. She rattled futilely at it, a cold feeling growing in the pit of her stomach. She realized that there would be no escape for her, not now, not with the football player getting into the spirit of the chase. To him it was nothing more than a little added fun.
To Debbie, it was a matter of life and death. She wasn't sure she could stand the added humiliation bf being raped a second time. It had been bad out on the field. The threat of a camera covering her degradation had frozen her solid then. The idea that any of the fifty thousand spectators could see that long, hard prick jutting up from the place kicker's crotch and driving in between the puffy, pink lips of her cunt kept her from protesting too loudly. But now things were different.
She jerked savagely at the locked gate, knowing it wouldn't budge and yet having to try. Through that door lay her only hope of safety. Tits bouncing, the ruddy tips tracing out sexy figure eights, in the air in front of her chest, she turned from the locked gate and tried to evade the player with a quick end run.
He was waiting for her. The blonde teenager ran squarely into his arms. She struggled but it did no good. He was too strong. The girl tried to kick him, her booted feet her best weapon. He hardly noticed. He was too heavily padded for her to injure enough to get away.
"Hey, beautiful, why struggle so much? This is going to be fun!"
She felt his prick force its way between her tightly clenched thighs. The idea that he could fuck her whenever he wanted robbed her of all dignity. She was only a piece of property to this man. She was his reward. He had done good and now he got to fuck her.
"She's all yours, Charlie," came Bradford's cold voice from the shadows of the semi dark locker room.
In that instant Debbie hated him more than she had ever hated anyone in her life. He was everything she loathed in the world. He didn't have a singe human feeling in his body. His heart had been taken out years ago and replaced with a cash register. If the team won, he kept his job, maybe got a pay raise. If the team lost, he might be fired. Therefore, in his mind, it was all right to do whatever he could to keep the players happy.
Letting them fuck the cheerleaders was a simple enough reward, from Bradford's point of view. From Debbie's, it was stark terror.
"Get away from me!" she bellowed, hoping the player would get the message. The way his prick pulsed and jerked with added virile life, she could tell he was even more turned on by her fear than before.
"No way, beautiful blonde lady. I'm going to fuck you. I was promised and I'm going to have that tight little pussy of yours. I bet you've just been waiting for a stud like me, haven't you?"
His arms tightened around her trim body. He picked her up and tossed her against the chain link fence. She felt the squares of wire cutting into her tender flesh. She moaned and tried to escape. It wasn't possible. She was helpless in his grip, nothing more than a trapped animal.
She groaned as he moved a little closer to her. His cock prodded the juicy lips of her pussy. She could hardly believe that the chase had turned her on. She felt nothing but stark, gut wrenching terror, yet she couldn't deny the fact that her pussy was getting damp. She was starting to flow with oily fuck fluid just as if she were in bed with a man she loved. This wasn't going to be fun, it was going to be rape and she was as turned on by the prospect as if she were spreading her legs willingly for the man she loved. The girl was horror struck and knew she wasn't supposed to be aroused. There was no denying the feelings welled up inside her cunt, though. She was hot for this football player's raping prick. Confused, frightened, she didn't know what to do. The moment she stopped struggling the man found the warm, moist place he wanted to stuff his cock. His prick surged into her awaiting cunt.
"AIEEEEE!"
The entire world shook around her. She felt heavy hands pawing at her tender breasts. The tit flesh flowed under those meaty fingers like putty. He was trying to rearrange her jugs into another shape. The harder he squeezed, the more resilient her tits became. They bobbed under his groping hand until she was breathless.
"Please, oh, sweet Jesus, please don't do this to me!"
Her words said one thing and her body another. She felt the heat of his cock pressing into the tiny, clutching walls of her pussy. This was rape! She shouldn't enjoy it, but she was. She needed cock. The leaping and cavorting around as a cheerleader had turned her on. The feeling that the camera followed her every sexy movement outside made her hornier than hell. The brief fucking she had gotten from the place kicker had been frightening to her, but it had also pushed up her needs to the point where she couldn't control herself any longer. Now that real cock, virile cock, pushing repeatedly into her meaty cunt was all it took to rob her of all her strength. She went weak in the knees and collapsed down around the spike of hard manmeat rammed to the hilt up her pussy.
"See, you like it," the player gloated. "And it gets better. Just wait till I really get to fucking. Shit, baby, you have the tightest cunt I ever felt around my pecker. If I didn't know better, I'd have thought you were a cherry carrying virgin!"
The man spoke for his own benefit. He wanted to hear those words to get himself really turned on. The effect on Debbie was much the same. The feel of his prick sliding easily back and forth in her cunt thrilled her. The heavy hands mauling her soft, fleshy tits were enough to make her breath come in tortured, sharp gasps. Her legs spread a little more, almost of their own volition. She felt wanton and sullied. She was filthy, dirty, perverted. A good girl didn't let a man rape her without struggling. But she was helpless and she knew it full well. There wasn't any way in hell she could hope to fight off this burly football player. His cock was only an indication of his true size. Sure, that prick was long and it filled her pussy to overflowing, but it was his strong hands on her tits that really held her pinned against the chain link fence.
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